Jingle bell bell...

Every day after school, I don’t have Qing and Genshu with me, nor Yumi with me, so I always pack my textbooks slowly every day after school.

Often when I pack my schoolbag, the classroom is already empty.

I threw my schoolbag on my shoulder and was about to close the classroom door, but the figure outside the door caught my attention.

Mu Ze's eyes were full of sadness. At this moment, he humbly requested: "Feifan, let's make peace!"

I slowly put down my hand and smiled at him apologetically. To be honest, I have no feelings for him now. In other words, my feelings for him are based on Xuan Che. Now I have already let go of Xuan Che.

, to him it is naturally just an ordinary alumni relationship.

I looked at the sky. The sun was getting closer and closer to the west, and almost everyone on campus was gone.

Seeing his expectant expression, I held his hand and prepared to give him some serious advice.

"Ah!" He covered his injured hand with a painful expression on his face, as painful as breaking his bones alive. His body trembled slightly due to the pain, which made my heart twitch violently.

I looked at his injured hand in surprise and asked with concern: "Your hand injury hasn't healed yet, has it?"

"It's okay!" He tried his best to smile at me, but it only further increased his tragic tone.

Looking at his wrist joint, the superficial wound has healed, but it seems that the muscle and bone have been injured.

Since the last archery competition, his hand injuries have become more and more frequent, and the pain seems to be getting worse each time. I have seen him come out of the infirmary several times with a thin bruise on his forehead.

I'm sweating and can't seem to move my wrists.

My heart was suddenly filled with fear, and something seemed to be stuck in my throat: "Your hand injury...is it possible to be completely healed?"

He was injured because he was blocking the flowerpot that fell from upstairs for me. If his hand were to become useless, I would have uneasy conscience for the rest of my life.

"It should be impossible..." The pain in his hand seemed to be much better, and his tone seemed unusually calm.

It’s impossible to be completely cured!?

At this point...do I have any other choice?

Qing and Genshu's side... Our identities are too far apart, maybe it's impossible...

"Please let me think about the reconciliation, but... now please play a show with me, okay?"

...

So, Mu Ze and I slowly walked out of the school gate in an extremely ambiguous manner.

The figure at the school gate swayed, as if a little exhausted, and as if he was leading that one in despair with a hint of compulsion. Under the setting sun, it made people feel a little desolate.

In fact, I had already seen Qing and Genshu waiting for me at the school gate from the school's surveillance room. When I saw his indifferent attitude towards the girls who tried to get close to him, I felt a little happy.

I forced a big smile to face Mu Ze. Mu Ze's eyes were as gentle as water, but his right hand was always holding on weakly. Every time I saw this, my heart ached.
Chapter completed!